Saturday, 3 May 2014

So, Norbert died yesterday. I was pretty surprised to find
him dead. I looked at Cheryl, Neville and Louise. They were looking down at him.
Then they looked at me. I said, "What's the go?" They didn't respond.
Budgies are like that. Inscrutable. Stoic. Closed mouthed.

Just now I went outside to bring in the dried laundry. Ursula,
my beauty challenged chook, was staring at something on the grass. I wandered
over and found a dead budgie. Another one. Hmmm. This was grey and not mine. I suspected
this one was an escapee. I wandered over to the budgie cage and looked at my
three remaining budgies. They were tight lipped but exchanging furtive glances
as if they knew too much. Hmmm.

I disposed of the runaway as I did Norbert, a weird side plot in the current story I'm
writing coming to mind. Will there be a third budgie death to intrigue over? Hmmm...

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